On How The Male Scum Attack Can Rectify The Zerg Race Chapter 1

Transmigration

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On the hospital bed, a black-haired Male lay with his eyes tightly shut. His head was wrapped in layers of gauze, making his complexion appear as pale as snow.

Sunlight filtered through the window, lightly kissing the Male’s cheek. His long, curved eyelashes trembled slightly before he slowly opened his eyes.

His dark, clear pupils focused, fixating vacantly on a corner of the ceiling.

But in an instant, those misty eyes regained their clarity, warily scanning the surroundings.

An unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar room… How could he be here? Hadn’t he just perished along with the Orc race?

Felix felt a daze, followed by a sharp pain in his head as his consciousness blurred again.

Fragmented Mental Power continuously attacked his brain, seemingly trying to drive out the intruder. However, Felix quickly took control, ruthlessly crushing the opposition.

This was the residual Mental Power left behind by the original owner of this body. Felix crushed it without hesitation for one simple reason: this person deserved to die.

Thinking of the images replaying in his mind, Felix clenched his fists, wishing he could punch himself a few times.

For some unknown reason, he had transmigrated.

This was not the Blue Star he was familiar with, but the Zerg Race—a world where Males were superior and Females were inferior.

The original owner of this body was also named Felix, and he looked about eighty percent similar to his original face.

However, his original appearance was more handsome, while this body…

Felix snorted coldly, feeling only disgust.

The original owner was a B-rank Male. Normally, he would never have been matched with an S-rank Female. However, that Female, named Ryan, had been judged a Sinful Female for attacking a Male. Through a twist of fate, he was matched to the original owner, who had just reached adulthood.

The original owner was lazy and tyrannical. Before Ryan could even be officially registered as his Female Slave, the original owner treated him like private property. In a bet, he had used Ryan’s wings as a stake and lost.

A Military Female’s wings were powerful weapons on the battlefield and a vital part of their body.

With his wings cut off, Ryan’s consciousness had been blurred. In his subconscious struggle against the pain, he had accidentally struck the original owner who was watching. The original owner was sent flying by a kick and died…

Well, to be precise, his Mental Power had simply dissipated under Ryan’s S-rank Mental Power. As for death… Felix’s actions just now were what truly caused the Male’s demise.

The last shred of Mental Power was crushed by him in a fit of rage. The original owner’s soul vanished amidst painful wails, and Felix curled his lips in satisfaction.

What a load of rubbish. That Male deserved to die!

…Lord Felix? Are you feeling alright?

Felix opened his eyes to see a sweet-smiling Sub-female nurse standing by the bed, carefully observing his expression.

I am fine. Felix sat up and looked up to see a circle of people surrounding him.

You all… He adjusted his posture, mimicking the mannerisms of a Male from his memories. He tilted his chin slightly and cleared his throat, putting on a haughty front. Who are you?

Aside from the Sub-female at the front, the people in uniforms behind her were clearly not doctors.

Greetings, My Lord. The man standing behind the Sub-female stepped forward and nodded slightly. I am the President of the Male Protection Association—Aria.

Aria had brown curly hair and some freckles on his face. His face was thin and long, making him look somewhat malnourished.

Felix paused, and information regarding the Male Protection Association quickly surfaced in his mind.

In short, it was a petty organization that protected useless Males and unconditionally harmed the interests of Females.

Aria, unaware that he was being described as the head of a petty organization, bowed slightly with a smile, looking at the Male on the bed. Three days ago, your Female Slave, Ryan, seriously injured you. He is currently being held at the Male Protection Association.

According to the regulations, we must punish the Sinful Female Ryan. Do you have any specific requirements?

Various previous requests from Males flashed through Aria’s mind, including but not limited to stripping the Female Slave of all assets, discarding them on a desolate star to fend for themselves, and demanding a large sum of consolation fees from the Male Protection Association…

I do not need any of that. Felix frowned, interrupting his thoughts. You have Ryan in custody?

His expression was displeased. Have you treated his wounds?

He remembered clearly that before falling unconscious, Ryan had just had his wings removed. To make a Military Female, known for their high pain tolerance, lose consciousness from the pain showed how cruel the original owner’s methods were.

Aria paused. He hadn’t expected the Male’s first question to be about the Female’s welfare. Then he thought that Felix must harbor a deep grudge against the Female who hurt him and likely didn’t want him to survive.

Thus, he shook his head with a smile. Not yet, My Lord.

Not yet?! Felix’s voice suddenly rose, his face full of disbelief.

Even though he knew how absurd the system here was, he still found it hard to believe that a Female who had his wings forcibly cut off hadn’t received even basic medical treatment.

Seeing the panic on Aria’s face, he abruptly threw back the covers, his expression grim. Ryan did nothing wrong. I will not hold him responsible. Treat his injuries first.

Aria stood dazed for a moment, appearing quite surprised. However, he asked nothing and only said softly, You mean… to release the Sinful Female Ryan unconditionally, without any compensation?

If Felix had listened closely, he would have heard a slight tremble in the man’s voice.

Yes. Felix thought of the Female named Ryan, and a surge of anger rose in his heart again. Where is he? Take me to see him.

Aria was silent for a moment before saying softly, The Sinful Female Ryan is at the Male Protection Association. Do you wish to punish him personally?

Punish? How could he possibly punish that innocent Female?

Felix’s expression turned cold, but he knew he couldn’t fight the rules here alone. He suppressed the frustration in his heart and gave a lukewarm response.

Aria hurried to lead the way. This way, please.

Under Aria’s guidance, they soon arrived at the Male Protection Association—a grand, magnificent castle comparable to a palace.

All Males of the Zerg Race came here for regular check-ups, to register their Female Monarchs, Female Attendants, and Female Slaves, and to resolve disputes between Males.

The Male Protection Association had to ensure that every precious Male received satisfactory care. Therefore, the moment he stepped into the association hall, Felix was surrounded by protection.

Staff members hovered around him with small blankets and various flavors of nutrient solution, asking in soft voices if he needed any service.

Felix frowned in discomfort. I don’t need anything. Take me to see Ryan first.

As soon as he said this, the expressions of the Sub-females around him changed. They all looked at him with a mix of fear and pity.

Three days ago, Major General Ryan had his wings taken by this Male.

It was truly excessively cruel.

But so what? No one would blame a precious Male for the sake of a Military Female.

The Sub-females felt pity for Major General Ryan, while simultaneously serving the Male before them with extreme care, fearing they might displease him.

Felix looked confused. Is there something else?

Aria, walking in front, paused and turned to disperse the Females surrounding him. He bowed respectfully and explained in a low voice, My Lord, the place where the Sinful Female Ryan is held… is not quite suitable for you. Please follow me to the lounge and wait for a moment.

Felix refused. No need. Just take me directly to see Ryan.

In his past life as a General, he had seen all kinds of bloody scenes. He wouldn’t be afraid of a blood-covered Female.

Aria looked troubled, but seeing Felix’s expressionless face, he had no choice but to point to a staff member and instruct seriously, Take Lord Felix to see Ryan. Be sure to protect Lord Felix’s safety.

The staff member nodded and bowed slightly. Please follow me, My Lord.

Felix followed the staff member past the magnificent hall and all the way to the deepest part of the association.

Ding—

The elevator stopped at the third basement level. The cold air made Felix unable to resist rubbing the goosebumps on his arms.

The accompanying staff member perceptively helped him drape the blanket over his shoulders. As they stepped out of the elevator, the staff member warned with a trembling voice, My Lord, you must not get close to that Sinful Female.

Even without his wings, Ryan was still an S-rank Female. His out-of-control Mental Power could still harm a fragile Male.

Felix nodded and continued following the staff member.

Unlike the golden hall above, the decorations here were very simple, and the air was thick with the smell of blood.

Felix observed the surroundings calmly. The cells were empty, but the blood-stained torture instruments inside were enough to show that many Sinful Females had been held here.

As they approached Ryan’s location, the smell of blood grew stronger. Felix’s brow twitched uneasily, and his expression became even more grim.

Finally, they stopped in front of a simple cell.

The staff member turned on the prison light and bowed respectfully. My Lord, please do not approach the Sinful Female.

Felix was momentarily blinded by the sudden light. Once his vision cleared, he saw a scene that almost made him lose his sanity.

In the corner of the prison, a person lay curled up, covered in blood. His shirt was tattered and stained a reddish-brown. Through the two large holes torn in his back, two dark, hollow openings were vaguely visible.

The smell of decaying flesh wafted out. The Female trembled violently from time to time, causing blood to drip from the wounds.

My Lord, the staff member spoke softly, carefully watching his expression. What punishment do you wish to inflict upon the Sinful Female Ryan?

Felix didn’t speak, just quietly watched the figure struggling in the prison.

Perhaps hearing the staff member’s voice, the figure’s head turned with great difficulty. His golden curly hair had lost its luster, drooping over his forehead and obscuring his azure eyes.

Those eyes were no longer the shining blue sapphires from memory, but blue stones covered in a layer of dust.

Sensing Ryan’s movement, the staff member quickly led Felix back two steps and showed him the options on a light brain.

My Lord, the staff member’s voice was gentle and low. These are the punishments decided for the Sinful Female Ryan. Is there anything else you would like to add?

Felix’s face was ashen as he said stiffly, I am not satisfied with any of them.

The staff member was stunned. What?

I said, Felix looked at him and repeated word for word, I am not satisfied with any of them.

The staff member froze for a second but quickly reacted, still asking gently, Then how would you like to deal with Ryan?

Thinking of the rules here, Felix said unhurriedly, Release him. I will take him home to punish him personally.

He would punish this poor Female by making him eat well and recover properly, so that those azure sapphires could shine with light once again.

The staff member quickly understood Felix’s meaning. He pressed a button nearby, and two tall, sturdy Military Females soon stepped out from the side.

Under Felix’s gaze, Ryan was quickly fitted with an inhibitor ring and brought before him.

My Lord, since Ryan has not yet completed the Female Slave registration with you, you need to complete the registration before you can take him away.

Felix was worried about Ryan’s condition and signed the agreement without much hesitation.

Can I take him away now?

Yes, the staff member nodded. Ryan will be sent to your home shortly.

Felix had intended to take Ryan away himself, but thinking of the original owner’s home situation, he didn’t insist.

Heal him before sending him home.

The staff member nodded quickly. Yes, My Lord.